Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 431 - 50 Sun Giant Belte

Hearing his old nickname, the wizard known as Sun Giant Belte froze, his expression awkward.

"Stio, we’ve known each other for a long time. Can’t you stop calling me by that moniker from my youth?"

Stio twisted his lips into a smile uglier than a cry.

"It must have been over five hundred years since we last met, right? It seems you’ve had a good few years."

"Not bad, I’ve thoroughly absorbed that Sun Core fragment."

Belte shrugged his shoulders and casually summoned a terrifying fireball.

"You’ve done quite well too over the years. I never expected that the metalized cells you discovered during your apprentice days could now even integrate with Pure Gold."

Stio twitched at the corner of his eyes as he watched the fireball.

Sun Giant Belte, one of the wizards he had known since his apprentice days. During his apprenticeship, Belte, with his Fire Element Giant bloodline and a mastery of Elemental Magic that was shocking for an apprentice, slaughtered all in his path during the bloody exams.

Stio was one of the few wizard apprentices who had managed to escape his grasp.

Later, after becoming a wizard, the two started fighting side by side in the Plane War. Due to their equal status as wizards, they weren’t exactly intimate but could definitely be called acquaintances.

After that, Stio left his original academy and joined the Garon Wizard Academy to cultivate Physique Evolution.

Since then, they saw each other much less often.

And in recent times, they hadn’t seen each other for over five hundred years.

In Stio’s memory, Belte had always been a genius. Even though he had now become a Three Rings Wizard, he still believed Belte to be a genius.

But among geniuses, there are levels, and Belte was the genius among geniuses.

"Don’t look so ugly, Stio," Belte laughed, "We’re all friends here. I have no intentions of taking your points; I just came to catch up on old times."

Belte’s demeanor was friendly, but his words carried a sense of condescension.

He didn’t think it would be difficult to take Stio’s points.

Upon hearing this, Stio took a deep breath, and the Magic Wand he was holding became entwined with a white and purple Thunder Snake.

"Old friend, thank you for still cherishing our rapport. But over the years, I’ve also achieved some..."

He abruptly lifted his head, his eyes filled with soaring fighting spirit and fury.

"Who will win is not yet certain!"

With that said, Stio suddenly swelled in size, turning into a giant more than three meters tall. Wielding the Magic Wand encircled with thunder, he struck at Belte with the force of ten thousand jun.

He was no longer the weak apprentice who could only flee from the Sun Giant Belte!

"Ah, why is it that every time old classmates see me, they act like this."

A sigh escaped Belte along with an expression of helplessness as his body suddenly grew, transforming into a Flame Giant even taller than Stio.

"Old friend, since you insist on fighting, don’t blame me for hitting too hard!"

Boom!

The thunderous explosion made the whole forest tremble.

Stio’s hammer was firmly blocked by a Magic Armor Shield.

"Old friend, your progress is truly surprising," Belte said, propping up his shield with some effort, "It seems the path of Garon the Great Wizard suits you better."

Stio didn’t respond but raised his hammer high.

Boom, boom, boom...

The sound of thunder echoed through the woods, shaking tree branches and scattering leaves.

The two massive beings fought fiercely in the forest, one on the attack, the other on the defense.

Stio, gripping his hammer and wrapped in white and purple Thunder Snakes, was like a Thunder God from mythology. Belte, on the other hand, was like a red-hot billet of steel on an anvil, continuously forged by Stio’s assaults.

Stio’s momentum grew stronger as he fought; every cell in his body became exceedingly active during the exhilarating battle.

His cells’ ability to absorb Magic Power from the air grew stronger, be it his strength, speed, agility, or his ability to recover—all significantly improved compared to before the battle.

This unique ability of Physique Evolution Wizards was termed Wildness Recovery by Garon the Great Wizard.

In such a state, a wizard’s strength could be one-fifth stronger than usual.

Boom!

Another massive sound rang out!

The huge shockwave instantly sent surrounding trees flying, and the scattering rocks shot out like bullets.

"Why don’t you attack?" Stio called out.

He could feel that Belte was not so pressured by his attacks that he couldn’t counter; it was a deliberate choice to let him strike.

Belte put down his shield and wiped a few drops of magma from his forehead, speaking in a relaxed tone: "If I attacked, I wouldn’t be able to see your progress."

Upon hearing this, Stio suddenly laughed.

Indeed, Belte was still Belte—while he viewed himself as congenial, he always looked down on others with a conceited tone.

But the most infuriating part was that this guy indeed had the capital to back it up.

Sighing inwardly, Stio thought, "In this competition, only the disciples of Great Wizards could possibly suppress him."

"Old friend, if you’ve got nothing new, I’ll make my move."

Belte’s shield suddenly vanished, replaced by a golden flame spear in his hand.

The spear shone brilliantly as if forged from the deep flames of the sun; each flicker of flame was radiant, the glow emitting astonishing heat.

Stio swallowed uneasily.

On that spear, he smelled the scent of death.

"This is a new Spell I’ve been working on, called ’Sun Light.’ It’s a piece of witchcraft I created using the Sun Rules from the fragment after I absorbed the Sun Core fragment.

The power isn’t high, just twenty thousand Energy Level."

"Since my old friend you have shown your hand, then in the spirit of reciprocity, accept this ’Sun Light’ to speed you on your way."

After speaking, Belte’s expression turned serious, and with his right hand gripping a javelin, he hurled it fiercely towards Stio.

Instinctively, Stio wanted to flee, but Belte’s golden flame-filled eyes, like the gaze of a Demon God, rooted him to the spot.

A thought flashed through Stio’s mind.

"Curse Magic!"

At that moment, Stio felt as though he had returned to his Apprentice days, once again the weak Apprentice fleeing for his life from the Sun Giant Belte.

Boom!

The golden javelin exploded with a roar, turning into a burst of golden flames, incinerating everything around it, leaving only ash and lava.

"Eh?"

Belte looked at the center of the Sun Light’s formidable power with some surprise.

There, Stio was still standing.

Though he was charred and looked rather like a black man, Belte could clearly sense that Stio hadn’t sustained any serious injuries.

From the shadow behind Stio, a young Wizard clad in tall metallic Armor, with a kindly smile, slowly stepped forward.

"I am Richard, may I ask how you are addressed?"

...

Richard?

The name felt familiar to Belte.

But, unfortunately, it was such a common name he couldn’t immediately recall where he had heard it.

But it didn’t matter, if he didn’t remember it, that meant the person was a nobody.

Dealing with a nobody was simply a matter of more effort.

"Belte," replied Belte just as pleasantly.

The situation wasn’t one of battle, and he didn’t mind exchanging a few more words with another Wizard.

He was certain of his victory anyway.

"So you’re Master Belte, you are even more impressive in person than by reputation," Richard feigned surprise as he replied.

Although he’d never heard the name before, that didn’t stop him from flattering the other for a bit, biding his time.

His gaze flicked to the surrounding woods where several Crystal Floating Cannons were silently moving, preparing to create a massive delayed force field.

"Oh? Has Stio mentioned me?"

Belte’s eyes brightened, surprised that the Wizard before him had heard of him.

Thinking quickly, Richard replied, "He has, indeed. Stio holds you in very high regard, saying that you’re a once-in-a-generation talent, a Great Wizard yet to ascend." freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Hearing this, Belte couldn’t help but laugh, saying, "Haha, I didn’t expect my old friend to think so highly of me.

You have good insight!"

Behind Richard, Stio moved his lips, but he said nothing in reply.

Although he hadn’t mentioned Belte to Richard, he did indeed believe that Belte could become a Great Wizard.

After the laughter, Belte smiled and said, "Since you’re friends with Stio, I won’t take your points. Please step aside and let me take his."

Hearing this, the smile on Richard’s face suddenly stiffened.

"Friend, you don’t seem like a Wizard short of points, why do you insist on taking Stio’s points?"

"At first, I didn’t want to," Belte replied somewhat helplessly, "but then Stio insisted on engaging with me."

Richard glanced sideways at Stio behind him, who peeled off his carbonized skin and replied in a weakened tone:

"Richard, just go. You can’t help me. This guy is a monster. There’s no need to lose so many Puppets over me."

In Stio’s heart, Richard was also a genius. But Richard was a genius at making money, while Belte was a genius at fighting.

There’s a difference between geniuses.

"Stio, you’re being too pessimistic."

Richard replied with a smile, a sharp glint in his eye.

"I think my chances of winning are quite good."

As he finished speaking, a swamp-like force field instantly enveloped the entire battlefield, and thousands of Crystal Floating Cannons, pushing the mental limits of a Three Rings Wizard, created a massive delayed force field.

The emergence of the delayed force field gradually wiped the smile from Belte’s face.

He could feel that within this field, every move he made required a tremendous amount of energy.

Even projecting his spiritual power outwards became extremely laborious.

"Friend, this terrain witchcraft of yours is quite something," commented Belte blandly.

Though the delayed force field was strong, he was confident of a victory against this nobody – it would just take a little more effort.

"Thank you for the compliment," replied Richard, equally bland.

Belte lifted his hand slightly, and the flames on his body, starting from the heart, slowly turned golden.

"But you don’t really think that something like this could ensure victory, do you?"

After speaking, it seemed as though the delayed force field had no effect on Belte, who advanced toward Richard with large strides.

From Richard’s Energy Vision, a faint barrier separated Belte entirely from the surrounding delayed force field.

"Biological force field?"

Richard’s eyes narrowed slightly, surprised that Belte had such an offbeat ability.

But unfortunately for him, the delayed force field was just an appetizer.

"Radiation Gathering Cannon, activate!"